The Before Trilogy

Stefan's eyes shot up in time to see Sky standing at the foot of the stairs. Stefan's lips fell apart at the sight before him. Standing in all his glory was the beautiful, flawless, shirtless and sexy as all fuck, Sky. His eyes a perfect baby blue, the sparkles all gone yet they held Stefan captive. Sky was bigger, his toned chest flex with well-defined muscles, his lips a full sexy red color, his long honey brown hair gliding down smoothly to his shoulders. God, he was breath taken beautiful. Stefan was on his feet before he knew it, he was walking towards his price, the pull too strong to ignore like a magnet attracted to the other one. ****

Xiao long, is a regular high school boy. To have activities like any other schoolchildren, such as school and play. At the age of 18, he was stabbed to death saving a young boy who was about to be kidnapped by a big, fat thug. Before he died, Xiao Long saw a few people dressed in robes with all the lights around him. And after that he realized that saving that little boy was the best choice he had ever taken, because that choice changed him from ordinary men to immortals who conquered all with the knowledge of the gods and power of darkness. This is the continuation of Xiao Long's story in Successor of the Gods. Continuing from chapter 26, you have to read the first novel with the same title before reading this.

Arllette Kimble was only eight years old when her family was accused of being witches when calamity struck the human village where she grew up. They were condemned. The night before her father's death, she saw her father transformed into a giant werewolf. The same night, she was taken as a sacrifice and placed in a cave where wolves howled each night. But when she was about to escape, she heard a manly voice claiming, "Mine" before she felt a sting on her neck and loss her consciousness. Little did she know that it was the Alpha king who has claimed her and was bound to change her ordinary life. What lengths the Alpha King will go to in order to satisfy his hidden obsession?

FRAGMENTS OF MEMORIES 1: MARRIED AT SEVENTEEN AN ENGLISH NOVEL Thera De Marco was hated and feared by many. For inexplicable reasons, within five years of marriage to her husband Sean, she has gone from being soft-hearted and happy, to savage and ill-tempered. Despite her unhappiness, and her hate towards her husband she has refused to get her marriage annulled.Just before her 30th birthday, Thera is hit by a car, causing her memory before she met Sean to be wiped out. When she resumes her life, she begins to question why she was so unhappy in her marriage.Will her feelings change while she couldn't remember anything? Or do the secrets run deeper than she ever realized?

Jade Hales Anderson catches the eye of Dominic Radvila, a conglomerate CEO who turns out to not only be a dragon shape shifter but also her stepsister’s fiancé. He is covered in mystery as he always wears a mask making many to think that he is ugly so Samantha, her stepsister, makes a plan to run away before the wedding. When she runs away before the wedding, Jade has to fill in for her and she gets married to the most sought for man in both the business world and the shape shifter world. When parts of Jade's heritage start to show, Dominic has to dig up the past and find out who her mother was and what had truly happened to her. Can Jade handle the truth?

After I was killed by my husband and my sister, I was reborn. This time, I will Make up for the mistakes made before, especially for the man I betrayed, and take revenge to the people who betrayed me.

As the heir to the North's most powerful pack, I must choose my mate from the three rival Alphas. My heart had already chosen. Alpha Ethan. He was my destiny. Our mate bond was a roaring fire, impossible to ignore. But just days before the Mating Ceremony, we were ambushed by rogues. Everything went black. When I woke up, a new wolf was howling in my soul. Nyx. She claimed to be from my past life. And she was screaming in my head, begging me not to choose Ethan. "He'll kill you! Him and that bitch Clara. They'll steal everything you have! Arthur is the one you have to choose!" Arthur? The cursed Alpha doomed to die before he turns twenty-five?

I was supposed to fall in love with Liam—the boy next door, my best friend, the safe choice. And I did. But love doesn’t always stay where it’s planted. Especially not when his older brother walks in—quiet, possessive, and cruelly observant. Aiden was everything Liam wasn’t. And yet... he saw me. Not the version I showed the world, but the one I tried to bury. Liam let me go before I ever realized I was his to lose. Aiden claimed me before I even knew I belonged to him. This isn’t the story of choosing between two brothers. This is the story of how I lost myself— ...and the one man who refused to let me go.

A marriage arranged between two broken souls was never meant to work. Melinda Diamond never had the chance to heal from the trauma of her past before she was thrust into marriage with a scarred man she barely knew. Kenneth Diego hadn’t even recovered from the ruins of his first marriage before being forced to take another wife, for reasons bigger than himself. Both burdened by scars that run deep, they are like night and day, two people who never should have met, never should have been bound by vows, never should have shared the same fate. And yet, here they are. Will their fragile bond survive the weight of their pasts, or will loving each other become the very thing that destroys them?

At sixteen, I took a fatal blow for him. As my wolf soul shattered, he swore with blood-red eyes: "When I become Alpha, I will make you my Luna." But two years later, when he led the pack to migrate to new territory, he told the butler before departure: "Her broken wolf soul will only drag the group down." With my bundle, I slipped out. Fate played a cruel joke: I boarded the wrong carriage, replacing a weeping bride, and was delivered to the wedding chamber of Alaric Argent, Alpha of the Sterling Pack. The tall, steady figure before me sparked an odd sense of calm. The fog of memory wouldn’t let me be sure. Was this mistaken arrival a new beginning… or the continuation of an old shadow?